Sing to creation,
Sing the songs of old,
Wake up the land,
It's time to be bold.
Speak life, speak destiny,
All creation longs to be free.
Sons and daughters, come forth,
Groaning, travailing, giving birth.
Promises forgotten,
It's not too late.
Be released now,
Open up, Ancient gates.
From the beginning,
To the end.
His voice resounds,
Listen again.
Hear His heartbeat,
Hear His voice.
Now is the time,
Make your choice.
He calls. He beckons.
Listen anew.
Resurrection Life.
God of Breakthrough.
Speak Life. Speak Love.
Song of eternity.
Open your mouth.
Birth your destiny.
Romans 8:18-24 The Passion Translation (TPT)
A Glorious Destiny
18 I am convinced that any suffering we endure is less than nothing compared to the magnitude of glory that is about to be unveiled within us. 19 The entire universe is standing on tiptoe, yearning to see the unveiling of God’s glorious sons and daughters! 20 For against its will the universe itself has had to endure the empty futility resulting from the consequences of human sin. But now, with eager expectation, 21 all creation longs for freedom from its slavery to decay and to experience with us the wonderful freedom coming to God’s children. 22 To this day we are aware of the universal agony and groaning of creation, as if it were in the contractions of labor for childbirth. 23 And it’s not just creation. We who have already experienced the firstfruits of the Spirit also inwardly groan as we passionately long to experience our full status as God’s sons and daughters—including our physical bodies being transformed. 24 For this is the hope of our salvation.